This is a song about "Model"

The say they're heartless, but i feel them when they show me love

Marry a model and pop an awful lot of bottles,

Despite the title, i'm hardly a role model,

That means i wear a suit and bend the truth and feel awful

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

And wallowed in sorrow, borrowed cash, i'm a role model,

I could give a fuck as long as there’s something that’s behind of her

But i spit faster than model bitches that never get fatter

Now your model, normally docile wife is gone, ticked by an illogical quarrel

To my young nationparticipation, more hesitation could turn lethal

Go so postal, oh so bold and cold, i'm not your role model,

Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will

Did the model, took a flight to the golden state

They ain't authentic, tell them i don’t even relate

Ceremony with all my homies, i'm suicidal

I know you do your thing, but be a role model,